A/N: Sorry I took FOREVER to update! My computer froze right when I had almost finished, and it lost the info! GRRRR! Alright, I have a few polls for you now!
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There is now a sess/kag/kouga triangle. Sorry, its been decided and voted on.
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This fic is rated for violence and swearing, as well as situations unsuitable for small children and Mirokuness. (I sound like the thingie that comes on the movie screen!) (sorry I swear too much) Please, don't read this if you are opposed to any of the above things!
Disclaimer: Fluffy, do I have enough to buy Inu yet?
Fluffy: unless you have 9 billion bucks in your kimono, no, 82 cents isn't enough… Can't see why you'd want him anyway…
…How about now! I want you, not inu! (everyone else too!)
'-.-
Kagome vs. Shikon HighChapter 4
Several Pervs Have Been Justiced… And Asked To Lunch By…
Kagome sighed and walked over to Sango, who was peering at the unconscious houshi, a worried look plastered onto her pretty face. Her deep brown eyes were full of concern and pity, as she brought her face next to Miroku's, and she carefully examined him, shrieking when she saw his eyes open, revealing dark violet orbs peering curiously at her. "My dear Sango, what may I owe this strange occurrence of such a lovely lady like you sitting on me, ne?" She hurriedly hopped off, blushing pink heavily.
A smile played at Kagome's lips, and her cerulean eyes glanced around, and she quirked and eyebrow. Standing with one hand on a squirming Kouga's shoulder, stood a tall, elegant figure. His striking amber eyes connected with hers, and she glared, only to be matched equally. Her fist clenched, she rose slowly, in a dignified and proud way, minus the fact of Miroku groping her, earning a well-aimed kick to the head.
His blazing and striking amber eyes had locked their gaze upon her, and he let go of Kouga, masking his emotions with careful precision. His baggy dark blue pants (styled like Kag's, only for guys) and metallic silver shirt complimented his nearly-ankle-length smooth and silky silver hair. He had two deep jagged magenta stripes running along each of his tanned cheeks, as well as his arms. Many clanking, silver chains swayed in the motion of his arrogant walk. Around his neck, a mysterious ebony locket with gold and silver swirls etched gracefully on it, rested against his muscular chest. At last he had reached his destination, eyes narrowed as if to recall something.
She eyed the demon, standing almost equal in height. The locket made her ponder, seeing as she had an identical one stowed under her shirt, a single strand of silver hair braided and coiled neatly inside, her only reminder that she was not utterly alone and lost in the world. The last remains of her unbreakable bond that she and her demon friend had been ripped away from. She took a shaky breath and raised her cerulean orbs to meet his, amber-gold clashing with soulful blue.
His lips curved up into a smile as he began, "It would appear from this Sesshomaru's point of view that time has treated you quite well. Your appearance certainly improved. Even if you have been rather violent. But, hey! You were always like that." Kagome smiled her lopsided grin, allowing one of her fangs to slip over her lips. "Time hasn't done you so horrible either, eh? I see you haven't kicked the can yet, Silver Assassin. Or, should I say, Fluffy?"
They death glared at each other, until Kagome walked over and not-too-gently ruffled his silky hair. He narrowed his eyes and announced monotonously, "Woman, do not annoy this Sesshomaru!" Kagome just smirked and mussed up his hair some more before slinging her arm over his broad shoulders.
"Awe, come on Fluffy! It's not that publicly humiliating!" She whispered in his pointed ear. "But it is," he said oh-so sarcastically.
Kouga stared stupidly at the scene before him. The kick-ass girl had one arm over Sesshomaru's shoulder. The Sesshomaru's shoulder. The cold, hard, uncaring, bastard of a taiyoukai was stealing his girl! 'Technically she's not mine yet…' he told himself sternly. 'After all, she's not a trophy or something…' He felt his eyes pop out when he saw the handsome taiyoukai ruffle her streaked hair affectionately too, giving in to her happy mood vibes, leaning closer, much to Kouga's disliking.
'What is wrong with this Sesshomaru!' the taiyoukai thought to himself as he leaned closer to his only friend. The friend that he had been torn away from. 'So what if she was this Sesshomaru's only friend! The one that saved him… Oh Kami, why does she have to be so hot! Her smell! It's driving this Sesshomaru nuts! Must… get… away!' He squirmed out of the bad girl's clutches and panted. 'Man, she's gotten strong! This Sesshomaru thought he was stuck!' (A/N: It's so funny when he talks in third person. I couldn't resist!) His inner turmoil revised, he calmly questioned as if nothing had happened, "What class do you have next?" She quirked an eyebrow at him and replied, "Gym. Since when does the Great Sesshomaru Who Still Talks In Third Person ask questions?"
"Since this Sesshomaru became friends with Shadow's Flame," he retorted. Kagome rolled her eyes and yawned, stretching her cramped muscles, only to get her bum grabbed by a now-conscious Inu Yasha. 'This shall prove interesting,' thought Sesshomaru. Boy was he surprised. Kagome lifted Inu Yasha up and hugged him, and he grabbed her butt again. Kagome smirked, and was about to show 'im some pain, Kagome-style! Sesshomaru growled, and deep inside him, he felt anger and jealousy fly up, and before he knew what he was doing, he had blurred over to Kagome, and Inu Yasha was sent sailing into the air.
Kagome frowned at him and said, "Hey! Fluffy! I was just gonna give him some serious pain! After all, this is his third, fourth, or fifth time today! But I guess you did ok too…" Sesshomaru felt a warm and fuzzy feeling spread through him as Kagomeaffectionately whacked his arm. 'Gaahhh! This better not be love…' he worried. Luck was never on his side.
"Gym; first floor," he began monotonously, but was cut off by Kagome vanishing out of thin air, and reappearing detached from his arm, leaving thin air in her place. Heavy books gathered securely in her slightly tanned arms, she began walking down the hall.
In the shadows, Naraku Baboonboy (sorry I couldn't resist making fun of him! I mean, come on! he wears a baboon suit!) lay in wait for his prey to pass. His pitch black hair was pulled into a ponytail, flowing around his shoulders and black tee shirt, with a large red spider on the back. His blood red eyes followed Kagome right up until she passed him. He moved out of the shadows, midnight blue pants rustling, and… grabbed her ass? She pasted an emotionless mask on, but her dear friend Sesshomaru knew better, and he chuckled.
"Bad move," she said calmly, cracking her knuckles, Kagome leapt into the air, raising the huge and heavy stack of books high above her head. She came down, smashing all of the immensely heavy books onto Naraku's head. "Wha?" he said stupidly as he started to wobble. Kagome whirled around, grabbing someone else's books with lightning speed and brought them crashing down on his head as well. He blinked and supported himself on the lockers, reaching out for her ass once more. "WHAT IS IT WITH YOU PEOPLE AND MY ASS?" Kagome yelled and she kicked Naraku EXTRA HARD in the groin. He began crying like a two-year-old who lost their favorite lollypop.
The crowd's eyes went wide, and they all cheered at the sight of one of their perverts lying on the cold, gray and blue tiled floor, sobbing like a two-year-old. Suddenly, Miroku reached over with his cursed hand and did his thing, grabbing her butt. She turned and glared knives, daggers, and every weapon ever made at him before she grabbed his wandering hand, and flipped him over aggressively, making a pervert-sized crater in the hallway. Shaking her head gently, and marveling at his stupidity,Sango strode over. "You got lucky," she muttered to the unconscious houshi, before dragging him out and shaking him violently.
Kagome turned abruptly toward the crowd (who were looking something like O.O or O.o) and glared. They all eventually dissipated, leaving one high-school boy behind. Kagome smiled and apologized, "Sorry I um… smashed your books on that loser's head, uh…" "Hiten!" he supplied, beaming happily. "Yes, sorry Hiten, sorry I used your books to kick his ass!" she repeated, and she began helping him collect his books as well as hers, ignoring the jealous growls the possessive wolf demon Kouga was emitting. When the task was finished, she stood, and took note of Hiten's appearance. (A/N: Hiten is nice and part of the 'gang' in this fic.) He was wearing forest green jeans and a red sweatshirt, his penetrating orbs were the color of blood red, and his long raven black hair was braided into a neat braid going about half-way down his back.
"Ahem," he cleared his throat, and began in a boyish-sounding voice, "I'll forgive you if you have lunch with me and my gang, ok?" He then commenced upon using the deadliest weapon of all… the puppy dog eyes. Kagome grinned and handed his books back. "Terms accepted." She then took in the hall's chaotic appearance and remarked randomly, "Several pervs have been justiced."
Kouga was so happy he felt like doing a victory dance. 'Hiten got 'er to come to lunch! YEA!' He grinned like there was no tomorrow, and he jumped up and down near Kagome, who was looking at him strangely. "Ya?" he asked sheepishly. Kagome just rolled her eyes and began dragging Sango to gym, wondering what else could possibly happen to her in one day. 'Naahhhh. Nothings gonna happen,' she thought. How she was wrong.
A/N: Too many hentai's! I'm typing the fifth chappie up, since I didn't update in a while… So…
I'm thinking about making another fic too, and
Tell me if I should make it… (when you review)
It's called Golden Locket of the Heartless OneHere is the basic background summary (if you steal this, I will kill you!)
Kagome Higurashi owns one precious thing, the ancient golden locket given to her by her murdered parents, the very locket where unknown to Kagome, the Lord of the Western Lands was imprisoned for eternity. The fates have become lenient in their curse, allowing him to escape the locket at random and desperate times, creating strange situations of comedy, havoc, tragedy, romance, and GREAT embarrassment. When he sees Kagome, so cold and distant, for the 1st time outside the locket, he decides to trust and help her, trying to melt the ice around her heart and befriend her before he enlists her help to free him and to journey with him to the Feudal Era, only to be greeted with evil, deception, hostility, and suspicion. Even so, will love bloom? Or will their friendship be betrayed as the wars begin, and they are sent on a perilous quest entwined with destiny and the fate of the world? Or will Sesshomaru lose the one thing he has come to cherish, even love… Kagome.